Only the Pattern
Tis only the pattern of God that can save us,
Given to Moses at Horeb on high,
Banishing all that would snare and enslave us,
Everything there in the glint of an eye.
Only this pattern, embodied and carried,
Only this pattern writ large in the sky,
Wedded to deity, sacrosanct, married—
Therein the quickening by which we fly.
Only the pattern of God set within us,
Only the way and the truth and the life,
Preached by the saints, by the bold Augustinus,
Putting us free of our sinning and strife.
Only the pattern of God can awaken—
Lifting us heavenward unto the light,
All of our prurience banished and shaken,
Awesome the riteousness healing our plight…
ADL
adamdaniel 